Sunday, 3 March 2013
THE SAD STORY OF ESMERELDA, WHO NEVER LEARNT TO SWIM
Esmerelda, fair and flighty
Went swimming in her new blue nightie.
But Esmerelda's rather dim
And quite forgot she couldn't swim.
A passing fireman heard her shout
For someone to come and pull her out.
But he, in spite of his vocation,
Had failed the right examination.
He cried, "I'll have to let you go.
They're health and safety rules, you know".
So Esme slipped, without a sound,
Back in the swimming pool. And drowned.
(With thanks to Tess at Magpie Tales for the picture)
Posted by Frances Garrood at 18:57
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Oh dear,as someone who can't swim I found this a very sad tale!Perhaps I should sign up for some swimming lessons!ReplyDelete
Sharp and cynical; well done...ReplyDelete
Oh, dear... how tragic.ReplyDelete
yowch- poor EsmeReplyDelete
Brilliant - Belloc lives!ReplyDelete
What a drip she was.ReplyDelete
Given the incredible real-time juxtaposition of your latest magpie poem and the retirement of Pope Benedict XVI, nothing could be more appropriate thanReplyDelete
this post of mine from May 2012. I just know you're going to love it!
Milligan, Belloc McGough....you have them all sorted here.ReplyDelete
Wonderful, Frances! I love the idea, Esme done it in her blue nightie. Bless her!ReplyDelete
What a snappy tragic tale! lolReplyDelete
An armless Venus and a dead Esmeralda. What cheerful topics but you deal with them with such panache. I do so enjoy your pomes (as rhymeswithplague would call them).ReplyDelete
Wasn't Esmeralda a duck? Or was it a duck that Quasimodo rescued from the stake. Sometimes it all gets a bit too much for me.
A nice cautionary tale in the classic tradition.ReplyDelete
nicely done indeed and thanks for sharing your wordsReplyDelete
Hey! Hey! What a fresh twist of the prompt pic. I loved it!ReplyDelete
Oops! What a pathetic pair!ReplyDelete